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Today at the church we had a tub of legos for the boys to play with. Even though this was a different set of boys from church, I was again amazed that they didn't tump the tub over so they could see all the pieces, but searched through the tub to find what they wanted. I wonder if it's simply a difference in how boys and girls play, though Bobby says most kids probably aren't as messy I was as a child.

On the way from the church to Family Fun Fest, I saw the police and thought that road was blocked so I went to the next entrance and saw it WAS blocked. So I turned on the road to the right to circle back around. The boys wanted to know what was going on, so I told them I missed the turn and we were going to circle back around. Hudson thought that was the funniest thing. He thought I should miss my turn again and turn around and again, and again, and again so we could just keep driving. He thought that would be fun. I told him it wouldn't.

After we got back to the church, the older boys (who had ridden with Bobby) told me how much they liked our van. I knew they were going to mention "the elevator" as all kids call it, and they did, but then they cracked me up by telling me how "comfy" the seats were. And after riding in Bobby's previous van that had bench seats, I agree with them.

We got lunch for everyone and headed back to the church, only to return and find it empty! The girls and their "watchers" had left! So we had 9 hot dogs & chips for 7 people, one of whom had brought a lunch. It turned out to be a good thing as one of our skinny little munchkins put away three hot dogs!!!! Bobby was teasing him that he was going to pop, and shook his head and informed us that his mother's hot dogs, which he REALLY liked, he would eat four. He then proceeded to tell us about this show he watched with his dad and how people ate four hot dogs at a time and one person ate a total of 45. He seemed to think that was pretty cool, even though it made them sick. So I told them about the Krispy Kreme run in Raleigh where students run from NC State to Krispy Kreme, eat a box of donuts, then run back. All the boys were shocked that anyone would eat a whole box of donuts, though I think the thought intrigued and horrified them as well.

It was a fun day, even if they did make Mr. Bobby tired. He should sleep well tonight.

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Jennifer said…
I wish Joshua would gain some weight after eating my hot dogs and tacos...he can put them away....the boys LOVED Bobby's elevator. They told me how cool it was to ride it and push the buttons!! I think they like that more than the FFF!! Thank you so much for watching them!
sara said…
You had the hardest job today! We appreciate it even though our kids could not take advantage of your services. I know they would have had fun- but can you imagine if you would have had our kids and the Wells kids too?!??! :)

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